“No.” He removed his jacket, then dropped it on the floor. Quickly, he undid his buttons, feeling her gaze heat his skin. Excitement roared within him, and he didn’t wait to get rid of his shirt. Without waiting for her reaction, he pulled down his pants, aware if he spotted the hunger in her eyes again he might just slam her against the wall and get it over with.
Wearing his black boxer briefs, he shortened the distance between them. She stepped back, with a mysterious smile on her pretty face. Gesturing for him to stay put, she reached for the back of her dress and unzipped it.
His throat thickened and he kept his focus on her, unable to look away. A primal energy passed between them, thickening the air with sexual tension. He swallowed hard and didn’t move an inch. No matter how she’d landed in his room, ultimately, it was her virginity to give.
Her most intimate gift, one he’d use for his carefully laid plans, which didn’t include her in his future. His temple throbbed, and he shook his head to himself. Where did that thought come from? Who cared? Of course, in his future, there was no place for her. This whole situation happened precisely because Amaya had no future with him.
“Hey. Still with me?” she asked, a trace of insecurity in her voice.
He willed his thoughts away. Marrying another woman was beyond his control. What he could take charge of was here and now, with this amazing woman in front of him. No one would take their moments away—not even his impending fate.
“Yes.”
“Good,” she said, shrugging. “Because, if you’re bored, you know…”
“Impossible. Do you need help with taking off your dress?” he asked, and she nodded.
When he reached for the back, it’d been already unzipped, so he simply pulled it down, letting it slide lazily over her body until it pooled at her feet.
She leaned into him, and he kissed her cheek, working his way down her neck as she softened under his touch, sighing, absolutely delightful. His cock hardened more, a powerful amount of blood expanding his veins. When he nipped her neck, she moaned, the sound sexy and addictive.
Cupping her breasts, he felt their weight on his palms, growling. She squirmed, rocking her bare ass into his hips. Pre-cum leaked at his tip, coating his underwear. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amaya.”
“You make me that way,” she said, and while squeezing her tit with one hand, he slid his other hand down her body, until he reached her cunt. She parted her thighs for his invasion, then her folds, working them, scissoring them until a fresh coat of her cream covered his fingers. “So good.”
“Yeah, baby. I love playing with your tight pussy.”
He caught her nipple between his thumb and index finger, closing and opening them around her taut bud. She dictated her own sensual rhythm, undulating her hips, rubbing them against his erection, and simultaneously grinding into his hand in a silent plea for more.
His heart squeezed in his chest, skipping a beat or two. The nearness to her raised his temperature to a record level. She reached behind her back, tentatively searching for his cock. When she touched his length, a sizzling awareness raced down his spine, and sweat slicked his forehead and neck. What a dirty virgin Amaya was…his dirty virgin.
Soon, he’d push past her breach and claim her as his, even if temporarily.
The possibility shredded whatever remains of self-control he had left, and he tugged at her nipple, while flicking her clit at the same time. She continued stroking him through his pants, clumsily because of her position, but he didn’t care.
Encouraged, he intensified the teasing of her clit, while his fingers explored her folds, stroked them without entering her. Within minutes, she quivered, her moans multiplying as she came undone.
He waited until her breathing subsided to disengage himself from her and turn her around enough to witness the flame of desire burning deep in the depths of her brown eyes. With dilated pupils and a lovely flush darkening her skin, she smiled at him. A small, lazy smile he wanted to see again and again. A smile impossible to forget.
He gestured to his underwear and pulled it down, every part of him roaring for her. When his cock jutted out, he hissed, cursing himself for his blessing and torment. Didn’t matter. Tonight, he’d fuck her. Nothing would stand in their way.
…
Amaya stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, but before she managed to lift herself all the way to even get on chin level, he dipped his head and captured her lips with his in a scorching kiss. Naked, he embraced her, his proud cock poking her belly. She stroked his tongue with hers, linking her arms around his head, ready to give herself to him.
He lifted her off the floor, and she wrapped her legs around his torso. He carried her to the bed without interrupting the kiss—if anything, he only staked his claim harder, adding another notch of intensity. She caught a whiff of her own female scent and matched his passion, teasing him with the tip of her tongue. She motioned to disengage from him, wrenching her mouth away for a nanosecond, only to kiss him with more urgency, nipping his lower lip in the process. Never had she tried these things with anyone, but he seemed to like it.
When he put her on the mattress, she moaned. His body covered hers, and damn, she wouldn’t have it any other way. He deposited a kiss on her neck, and worked his way down, tracing her breast with his tongue.
“Theo. God.”
An edginess took over her, lifting her ass off the mattress, making her arch toward him because she wanted this man more than anything she’d ever wanted in her life. She wanted him even if she didn’t know exactly the consequences of wanting someone so badly.
He sucked her breast, playing with the other, and she thrust her fingers into his hair, loving the tingly sensation burning inside her tits. He began whispering in his native language, his voice manly and coarse, his tone determined.
Turned on, she asked, “What did you say?”
“I said you’re magnificent, and by the time I’m done with you…” he said, switching his attention from one breast to the other. “By the time you leave, I want to have kissed and fucked every part of you to exhaustion. Every hole. All mine.”
